_Three Syllables_
I think
the fog comes
On muffled titan feet.
It swallows all
one could see,
deafens with silence
the bombs, the screams;
but we feel the steps
they take.
All apologies to Carl Sandburg.
_Three Syllables_
I think
the fog comes
On muffled titan feet.
It swallows all
one could see,
deafens with silence
the bombs, the screams;
but we feel the steps
they take.
All apologies to Carl Sandburg.